Chapter 13
Aragorn couldn't understand what was happening around him. All he could hear was Legolas' pleas for forgiveness. Aragorn felt himself slowly drifting to the bliss of unconsciousness as the pain became unbearable. His mind wasn't really working, but he seemed to understand that this was the end.
"Namaarie, mellon nin," he muttered as his eyes fluttered shut.
"Oh, Estel, I'm so sorry." Legolas was crying as he pulled out the paper in his pack. He gently unfolded it, looking at Gandalf's message. He read it silently, then closed his eyes and started murmuring what he had just memorized. He could feel his body tingle as the magic took effect.
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Aragorn felt his soul start to leave the body. He fought hard, willing himself not to give into death so easily. He needed to be strong. He needed to resist the calling of Mandos. However, the more he struggled the more the calling came. Eventually he had no more strength to fight, and he felt his soul flee the body.
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Bright light hit his eyes as he slowly opened them. Aragorn looked around, expecting to see the great stone halls. Instead, he saw towering trees. He blinked again, dispelling the fog in his mind. With the fog's departure the pain came. He couldn't move his wrist, and his leg had a huge gash across it. Aragorn couldn't remember where he had gotten those injuries. In fact, he couldn't remember anything that had happened. He looked around him, noticing the letter he held in is hand.
Dear Aragorn or Legolas,
I have found a way to reverse the spell. I have broken the lock, so anyone can now reverse it, even one of the two of you.
With those words the memories came flooding back. Aragorn continued reading, his eyes never staring from the paper.
Beneath the short paragraph there was an ancient incantation. 'Why didn't Legolas tell me about this?' Aragorn wondered. He gasped. "Legolas." He looked to his side, where he saw his friend's form laying. Aragorn pieced together what Legolas had done. He had sacrificed his life for Aragorn's, knowing he could switch them before Aragorn's soul had gone farther than his reach. Now Aragorn, while injured, was not in any mortal danger. The same could not be said for Legolas.
"Legolas!" Aragorn rushed to his friend's side. The arrow wound was stained a bright red where blood poured freely from it. It had gone completely through the chest, and as he heard the elf's shallow breaths he concluded that one of the lungs had been punctured. The arrow head had a sticky, black substance on it, obviously an orc poison. While most of it had exited Legolas' body, it was still embedded in his skin, allowing the poison to enter his system. Aragorn wasn't sure how long he had been unconscious, but it was enough time for the elf to lose a large amount of blood.
Aragorn reached for his pack, thankful that it was close enough for him to reach without standing up. He pulled out his medicinal herbs and bandages, starting to bind his friend's wound. He was anxious as he did so, knowing that they could not stay the night in that clearing, but he was unsure if he could move them to safety. He gently whistled for the horses, which had fled during the battle. They silently trotted up to him, nuzzling his shoulder with their noses. Legolas' horse was confused as he saw his master, waiting for the prince to get up and on his back.
Aragorn's horse bent down low enough for him to get on. He gently pulled Legolas in front of him, keeping him from falling off. Aragorn urged his horse to start towards Rivendell at the fastest pace possible, leaving Legolas' steed to follow.
After they had been traveling for hours Aragorn's mind became hazy again. He looked down, seeing that there was a tail of blood on the ground from his leg injury. He put pressure on the leg to get it to clot, but it refused to, and he slowly slipped back unconscious, falling from his mount and dragging Legolas with him.
To Be Continued....
Author's Note: I'm really sorry for taking so long to write this. I'm also sorry that it is so short. I've been busy with exams (yes, my school decides to wait for us to come back from Christmas break, so we can forget everything before we take the test) and I've been painting and redecorating my room. I'm starting to think that my friends think I have dropped off the planet. Anyway, a big thank you goes to everyone who is still reading this and to all my reviewers!
Deana: Thank you for your constant reviews. I always check the day after I post, waiting for yours.
SilverKnight7: Thanks for reviewing.
Restless-Soul: I hadn't forgotten you. I'm sorry it took me so long to post. I'm glad I switched them, before one died. (Your review/threat was in the back of my mind while I wrote this.) Thanks for reviewing.
Jamie: This one was meant to be updated quickly. Unfortunately, it didn't work out that way. Thank you for reviewing.
Elfmage: You are too kind. There is nothing to be jealous of. I'm not that great of an author. I can't tell you if our assumptions are correct (sorry) but I can tell you that I will tell you everything in the next chapter. Thank you so much for reviewing; they're what I read when I feel like quitting.
Cosmic Castaway: Sorry for making you wait so long. Thank you so much for your review.
Lembas Pot: Finally, the question has been answered. They have been switched back! Thanks for reviewing.
Butterflyer: Thanks for your review. I think The Return of the King is an excellent reward for doing a science project. Science happens to be my favorite subject, so it would be like combining my two favorite things!
Lulu Bell: I've put up posters, called the police, everything, and I still can't find them. I haven't asked Galadriel yet, though. Maybe they're with her? lol. Thanks for reviewing.
Lili: Thank you for reviewing. I'm sorry I couldn't give you a long chapter. I'll try to make the chapter longer next time.
Marbienl: Of course I have been watching Pirates of the Caribbean. It is only my favorite movie. (Well, it's tied with LotR.) And yes, I do know that I've been getting more evil with the cliffies. I've been looking over my shoulder for Fror, but I haven't seen him yet. (He's just going to encourage me to write, right?) Congratulations, you guessed the right part, and sometimes I wonder why Elrond doesn't ship the twins to Lothlorien. (I guess life would be boring without them.)
Elven kitten: Thanks for reviewing. Out of all three, I couldn't pick either, but I did have a major problem with the Two Towers. (Faramir is my favorite character; I couldn't believe they did that to him.) The contest between Legolas and Gimli was hilarious though.
MK: Thanks for reviewing.
Evenstar: Thank you for your reviews. They are what inspire me to keep writing when I hit a writer's block.
Aragorn couldn't understand what was happening around him. All he could hear was Legolas' pleas for forgiveness. Aragorn felt himself slowly drifting to the bliss of unconsciousness as the pain became unbearable. His mind wasn't really working, but he seemed to understand that this was the end.
"Namaarie, mellon nin," he muttered as his eyes fluttered shut.
"Oh, Estel, I'm so sorry." Legolas was crying as he pulled out the paper in his pack. He gently unfolded it, looking at Gandalf's message. He read it silently, then closed his eyes and started murmuring what he had just memorized. He could feel his body tingle as the magic took effect.
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Aragorn felt his soul start to leave the body. He fought hard, willing himself not to give into death so easily. He needed to be strong. He needed to resist the calling of Mandos. However, the more he struggled the more the calling came. Eventually he had no more strength to fight, and he felt his soul flee the body.
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Bright light hit his eyes as he slowly opened them. Aragorn looked around, expecting to see the great stone halls. Instead, he saw towering trees. He blinked again, dispelling the fog in his mind. With the fog's departure the pain came. He couldn't move his wrist, and his leg had a huge gash across it. Aragorn couldn't remember where he had gotten those injuries. In fact, he couldn't remember anything that had happened. He looked around him, noticing the letter he held in is hand.
Dear Aragorn or Legolas,
I have found a way to reverse the spell. I have broken the lock, so anyone can now reverse it, even one of the two of you.
With those words the memories came flooding back. Aragorn continued reading, his eyes never staring from the paper.
Beneath the short paragraph there was an ancient incantation. 'Why didn't Legolas tell me about this?' Aragorn wondered. He gasped. "Legolas." He looked to his side, where he saw his friend's form laying. Aragorn pieced together what Legolas had done. He had sacrificed his life for Aragorn's, knowing he could switch them before Aragorn's soul had gone farther than his reach. Now Aragorn, while injured, was not in any mortal danger. The same could not be said for Legolas.
"Legolas!" Aragorn rushed to his friend's side. The arrow wound was stained a bright red where blood poured freely from it. It had gone completely through the chest, and as he heard the elf's shallow breaths he concluded that one of the lungs had been punctured. The arrow head had a sticky, black substance on it, obviously an orc poison. While most of it had exited Legolas' body, it was still embedded in his skin, allowing the poison to enter his system. Aragorn wasn't sure how long he had been unconscious, but it was enough time for the elf to lose a large amount of blood.
Aragorn reached for his pack, thankful that it was close enough for him to reach without standing up. He pulled out his medicinal herbs and bandages, starting to bind his friend's wound. He was anxious as he did so, knowing that they could not stay the night in that clearing, but he was unsure if he could move them to safety. He gently whistled for the horses, which had fled during the battle. They silently trotted up to him, nuzzling his shoulder with their noses. Legolas' horse was confused as he saw his master, waiting for the prince to get up and on his back.
Aragorn's horse bent down low enough for him to get on. He gently pulled Legolas in front of him, keeping him from falling off. Aragorn urged his horse to start towards Rivendell at the fastest pace possible, leaving Legolas' steed to follow.
After they had been traveling for hours Aragorn's mind became hazy again. He looked down, seeing that there was a tail of blood on the ground from his leg injury. He put pressure on the leg to get it to clot, but it refused to, and he slowly slipped back unconscious, falling from his mount and dragging Legolas with him.
To Be Continued....
Author's Note: I'm really sorry for taking so long to write this. I'm also sorry that it is so short. I've been busy with exams (yes, my school decides to wait for us to come back from Christmas break, so we can forget everything before we take the test) and I've been painting and redecorating my room. I'm starting to think that my friends think I have dropped off the planet. Anyway, a big thank you goes to everyone who is still reading this and to all my reviewers!
Deana: Thank you for your constant reviews. I always check the day after I post, waiting for yours.
SilverKnight7: Thanks for reviewing.
Restless-Soul: I hadn't forgotten you. I'm sorry it took me so long to post. I'm glad I switched them, before one died. (Your review/threat was in the back of my mind while I wrote this.) Thanks for reviewing.
Jamie: This one was meant to be updated quickly. Unfortunately, it didn't work out that way. Thank you for reviewing.
Elfmage: You are too kind. There is nothing to be jealous of. I'm not that great of an author. I can't tell you if our assumptions are correct (sorry) but I can tell you that I will tell you everything in the next chapter. Thank you so much for reviewing; they're what I read when I feel like quitting.
Cosmic Castaway: Sorry for making you wait so long. Thank you so much for your review.
Lembas Pot: Finally, the question has been answered. They have been switched back! Thanks for reviewing.
Butterflyer: Thanks for your review. I think The Return of the King is an excellent reward for doing a science project. Science happens to be my favorite subject, so it would be like combining my two favorite things!
Lulu Bell: I've put up posters, called the police, everything, and I still can't find them. I haven't asked Galadriel yet, though. Maybe they're with her? lol. Thanks for reviewing.
Lili: Thank you for reviewing. I'm sorry I couldn't give you a long chapter. I'll try to make the chapter longer next time.
Marbienl: Of course I have been watching Pirates of the Caribbean. It is only my favorite movie. (Well, it's tied with LotR.) And yes, I do know that I've been getting more evil with the cliffies. I've been looking over my shoulder for Fror, but I haven't seen him yet. (He's just going to encourage me to write, right?) Congratulations, you guessed the right part, and sometimes I wonder why Elrond doesn't ship the twins to Lothlorien. (I guess life would be boring without them.)
Elven kitten: Thanks for reviewing. Out of all three, I couldn't pick either, but I did have a major problem with the Two Towers. (Faramir is my favorite character; I couldn't believe they did that to him.) The contest between Legolas and Gimli was hilarious though.
MK: Thanks for reviewing.
Evenstar: Thank you for your reviews. They are what inspire me to keep writing when I hit a writer's block.
